Chapter Thirteen

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Chapter Thirteen

For about twelve seconds I was in shock, for two reasons. First reason was that I didn’t remember setting my ring tone to ‘You Are My Sunshine’ by that guy whose name I can’t remember. I can’t even remember setting my ring tone to anything other than the default tone that came with the phone. The song only played when the number 666 called my cellular device. When Kyle called the default ring was back, but why?

The second reason was that there was a DEAD freaking cat in my closet. First off, why the hell is there a dead cat in my closet? Second off, why the hell is there a dead cat in my closet? Third off, how the hell did a dead cat get in my closet? Forth off, why the hell was there a dead cat in my closet? These were the questions that came to mind when Kyle told me that there was a dead cat in my closet.

“Athena?” Kyle’s voice broke through my thoughts. I forgot he was still on the phone.

“Yeah Kyle, I’m here. Sorry, could you repeat that?” I say urgently into the phone. Maybe I miss hear him? There honestly couldn’t be a dead cat in my room, right?

“I say that there is a dead cat in your room.” I could tell that Kyle was getting restless. It probably not exactly joyful to find a dead animal in your friend’s closet.

“Um, I’ll be over there in a few minutes.” I say into the phone and hung up. I really didn’t want to go in my house. I was now too scared to even stand up.

“Athena,” a distance voice brook through my thoughts. “Athena, are you alright? What’s going on?” Jesse was getting closer to me. He was only a few feet away from being next to me. I almost forgot he was in the room. He came closer and touches my shoulder, he kneels on the ground. I close my eyes to take it all in. This had to be a sick dream.

“Athena, why are you crying?” Jesse’s voice brook through my reprieve of the present. I didn’t even realize I was crying. I lifted my hand and touched my face. There was wetness that touched my fingers. I guess I was crying.

“Athena?” Jesse asks again. This time I finally get the idea that I should respond to him.

“Yeah Jesse?” I ask.

“What happen? Who called you?” Jesse seems worried about me. But why was he worried?

“Um, this number 666 called me. I don’t remember what the caller on the other end says though. Then Kyle called and says that there was a dead cat in my room. I have to leave to see what he’s talking about. Thanks for inviting me to your house and scaring the crap out of me.” I say as I get up from the floor.

“Wait, I’ll go with you.” He stops me by grabbing my arm.

“Why?” I ask more harshly then I intended to.

“Because we’re in this together. Do I have to bring out the High School Musical soundtrack out? Because they sure have the right idea.” He answers with a smile. I really want to do this by myself. Why does he have to be so annoying?

“I really have the urge to punch you in the face, have you ever had the urge to punch yourself in the face?” I ask sarcastically. I start moving to the door of the attic but Jesse follows. Just great.

“Seriously dude? Seriously?” I ask turning around to face him. I narrow my eyes at him. So annoying.

“I am coming with you no matter what. So you should just give up now.” Jesse looks at me with a determined expression.

“Ugh! You are so stubborn. You’re just as bad as me.” I grunt then walk out the door. Of course he follows me.

***

Staring at the poor dead cat was not easy. The poor thing looked deflated, like all of the blood in the body was drained out. The whole thing was just skin and bones, literally. The black fur was matted with dry blood as it lies on my closet floor. I want to reach out and touch, or pet the cat; but that would have been gross.

“So how do you think it happened?” Kyle asks. When Jesse and I got here he was still in the closet looking at the cat. He was still in shock. Just like me. “Did you do this, Athena?” He asks while turning to me. He looks me straight in the eye with an unreadable expression on his face. Did he really think I did this?

“Why do you think I did this? How could I have done it? I was at Jesse’s house when this happened.” I plead. How could Kyle think I did this? Hasn’t he known me long enough to know I wouldn’t hurt a fly? Well, no actually. I would hurt a fly because they are freaking annoying. But he would still know that I wouldn’t have hurt a poor kitty.

His response was a shrug of the shoulders and his gaze dropping to the floor. He realized how stupid it was to ask me if I killed it.

“Well let’s get out of here guys. That cat is really starting to smell.” Jesse insists as he walks into the closet. He was previously in my room searching if there were any clues on why, what, and how this happened. He face shown that he had no luck finding anything.

“Yeah guys, that’s another thing; why would the cat start decaying now? If it had recently died it would have smelt like death. By the judge of the smell and the state of being this cat in in, I would have says this cat has been dead for at least four days,” Jesse adds as him, Kyle, and I walk out of the closet. Since when was blondie such an expert on dead things? “Also where did all its blood go? Blood can’t evaporate into thin air or disappear. Someone must have taken the blood and guts out.”

That was something I haven’t thought of. What he says was true. Someone must have killed the cat planted it in my room, and took all of its insides out. But who would do something like that? Something so evil and cruel. Not even the most hateful person in my school would have had the cruelness and the coldness to kill a poor, innocent animal and plant it in my room.

“So what do we do now?” Kyle asks defeatedly. Good question.

Jesse shrugs. “I guess we get the cat out and clean up. There’s not much we can do.”

“Alright well I guess I’ll get the cleaning supplies from the kitchen.” Kyle says walking out of my room.

“I’ll get a towel out of the bathroom.” I get the towel and walk back into the room to find Jesse on my bed lying down.

I felt this sudden need to comfort him. I realize that he is going through the same thing I’m going. That he has the same amount of weight on his shoulders as I do. He needs a friend. Not the friends from school, the ones who were normal and had everything sane and mundane in their life; he needs a friend that was just like him, and I was that friend.

I walk over to the bed and lay down next to him. He had his eyes close and his hand was pressing down on his forehead. He didn’t move when I lied down. I put my head on his shoulder and my arm around his side. I take a deep breath in and sigh.

“It will get better, I promise.” I say while closing my eyes. I shouldn’t have promised that it would get better. It was stupid; I shouldn’t have made a promise that big. But I did and I don’t regret it.

I hear him sigh. “I sure hope so. I don’t think I can take it anymore if things get any scarier.” He moves his arm closes to me and puts it around my waist while pulling me closer. It was like a sideways hug from an awkward position. It felt nice and comforting.

“We’re going through the same thing, Jesse. We are in this together. Whatever you experience, I experience to. We are the same.” I tell him truthfully. It was amazing how long it took me to realize this until now.

“No Athena, We aren’t experiencing the same thing. What you went through—or going through is worst then what I go through. It’s like you got the bad end of the deal. Why didn’t any of the weird stuff happen at my house? Why didn’t the evil grandma visit you instead of me? Why does everyone that knows you, hate you? Life is unfair to you.”

“Yeah, well you kind of get used to it after a while. Life has always been unfair to me. It’s just the daily life of Athena Marx, the girl who sees ghost and is stalked by a demon who wants her soul.” I reply back to him.

“Athena you don’t understand that I would take your place if I could. I don’t want this happening to you. I rather my soul get stolen then yours. I want you to be safe. I need you to be safe. I don’t want you to get hurt.” Jesse’s words made me open my eyes. I shifted my position to look at him. Sometime during are conversation he opened his eyes to.

His words were so sincere, so caring. No one in my life has told me that they wanted me safe. I look him in the eyes and stared at him. He returns the stare.

“You really mean that?” I whisper. He nods at me like it’s so obvious that he meant it.

I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t care. I put my hand over his right cheek and ran my thumb around it. He lifted his right hand and put it over the hand that was over his cheek. He interlaces his fingers with mine and sighs.

“Of course I mean it. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” He whispers. I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in closer. And closer. And closer. And closer. Closer.

“Sorry to interrupt your lovey-dovey moment but we have a dead cat to clean up.” An annoying familiar voice says in my room. I jump and got off the bed like it was on fire.

“Um, Yeah. Dead cat. I’m on it.” I grab the towel and Jesse got up. I walk fast to the closet wanting the awkward moment to disappear quicker. Oh, god. What would have happened if Kyle didn’t interrupt us? What if we had continued? I couldn’t think about that now. Not when there is a dead animal in my room.

The closet smells like death. I hate being in here, but I need to get the cat up before the smell spreads to the whole house. I kneel down on the floor and set the towel down over the cat. Something red caught my eye in front of me. I look up from the floor and see something that made me scream. Three words were written on my wall. In red.

YOU CANT ESCAPE

Well now we know where all the blood went.

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